San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-02-11

| 1OTk NOME, Tree from care, content WIN
his lot in the world, with no responsibilities,
no ties Of kindred or friendship.
His visitors were few and far between,
for he never encouraged chance callers, 50
| that II was with something like a shock OF
surprise that he heard one evening as he sat
| I'm his study that his privacy was intruded
upon.
Some one 10 see me, did you say, Thorn
| asp and Jonas Everard let fall his eye
| glasses, lifted frowning brow from the
work he was studying-'TheD Decay of Mod
ern Culture"-and looked severely and
dOubtingly at the servant who had announc-
ed such an astounding fact.
Eyes, sir"
every well: show him in here"
Mr.. Eyerard resumed his eyeglasses and
his study, and Thomas bowed himself out
OF the room and betoOk himself 10 the en-
trance-hall with such an excess OF curiosity
tingling I'm every vein, and away out into
his hnger-tips, and away down into his toes,
| that he with difficulty maintained his usual
ly slow and decorous gait.
In minute and a half exactly the tap
signaling his return sounded upon the study
door; but already his master had forgotten
the existence Of any visitor In the house, as
the servant knew by Mr.. Jonas Eyerard's
monOtonOus response to the summons. And
with such tremor of excitement as had
not thrilled his obese form since the days
of his youth and mild flirtations with wait
ing-maids and kitchen-girls, Thomas threw
m,ue s,,G uo ',, u '''o''' III NO ''o''
1.-THE Misses HetheringtOn."
II thunderbolt-a whole heavenful of
thunderbots-had been hurled into that room
o,,,,',od than ha 10 a. ,ha s,''ht 90 49,
Niece usthar;naton anJ ,un,id not ,ano o
,,ttorad an,,tIima ~, in',,,"Us ti,a, 10 All
az tho t,.n nratts iittIo oroatnroS IN 800, a
heds LII, h,oaI 49, al 49, IT. W.
n,ooLs over which tbeir Golden bair stream.
.J aaronced 70 orast him '''A
uRv Inniter ~ be exclaimed 4, ,o,s0 ann
,,ornaaJ ~ hain,ass S,,nnIinati,n ,rI o,,ti,,a
thotio ouo a. pi'''''''0'' "''' ann ~"
A. that the Misses Jetbar;,gto, bo,t.d
and avn made a retrogrado ,nayamont
aAro Won swaarinao,, onnStionod tha a,ao-
q, tha t;yo;n sovaraIS dRecanse ~ nor orc
~ IL yer~ ,yicI aJ ~ Won '1
Tins taten N tasb Mr. Jonas Everord
Locked more amazed than ever~as 10 the
srot Jiscb roo NJ tbo ,vaa,o,s 90 tho worth,
whose name he had taken IN vain had hean
followed bv another of snperiatiye force.
mo. wasn't swearing,p he said feebly.
"But who are voup,,
1.-THE man told you-we are the Misses
Hether,ngton - renlied Miss Uetberington,
graveIy. "And we have come to STAY with
you.n
Have youP, responded Mr.. Eyerard.
"Yesn continued Misc Uetberinpton.
serenely. not allowing him time 10 interpose
any other question. HAnd Pm glad you're
our guardian and we can call Won 'Gnardy.'
like the little girls and young ladies' do in
books for Tomas IL sucb an ugIy name: and
II Won were our ncle we would have TO say
Uncle Jonas. and there couldn,tbe an uglier
name than Jonas couId tbareP,
II don't know that there could. - assented
Mr.. Eyerard, in the most subdued manner.
s'But didn't name myself" deiectedly. as
II for the first time in his life it occurred to
him that it was great mistake that he had
NOT done 80
"Oh. no: of course not. You're not to
blame for il. II was your papa's and man.
mas fault.n said Miss Hetherington conde-
scendingly. Then, pulling forward her sis
ter "This Is Daisy. Pm Rosen
'sYesP'' said Jonas Eyerard. dismally,
the grievance of his name still apparently
over-cloudinp his mind .sYou have yery
nice names. Are Won Owen Hetberington's
childrenP"
"We're yOur children now. NANNY saws, 4"
81 amt his chiIdp broke ont Miss Daisy,
decisiyeIy. at this iuncture. II won't be his
child. He is too old and cross, and he don't
kiss us like papa does"
At this outburst Mr.. Eyerard looked Wild
ly about his study, as il with a vague idea
Of escaping from these critical infants. But
Miss Rose Hetherington took the matter
much more calmly.
Eyes, YOU are,n she said. authoritatiyely
and reproyingly, to the rebellious Daisy.
'sPapa's dead, and we're his legacies to Mr..
Eyerard. He is to be our 'guardy.' And he
Is lust papa's age, for papa told me so. Be-
sides, it's not polite to talk about how old
people are"
"Then suppose it's very impolite for me
to ask your respective ages?" inquired Jonas,
meekly.
Rose looked dubious about the point Of
manners Involved, but answered promptly:
Pm years and 10 months, and Daisy is
years and a half"
"And how did Won get here? You didn't
come from Connecticut alone, supposeY'
"Oh, no. NANNY brought us. She's out
In the hall"
Jonas Eyerard had begun to revive from
the first shock of the Misses Hetherington's
anpearance but now he WAS reduced To a
state bordering on imbecility.
"And your mother IA to live with me.
toop' he gasped.
20 dearp' sighed Rose, exasperated at his
stunidity. "onr mother died when Daisy
was baby. NANNY is our nurse. OF course
she is going to live with you. She would
have got us here a day sooner than Mr.. Eel